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I was about to cross the street, when I heard a man shout nearby, ‘Sweet mangoes for sale!’ The man who sells the mangoes walked past me. I suddenly notice he is not wearing a face mask. And then I see one, two and three people without face masks too.
I look around me and watch the city come back to life. People appear everywhere without me knowing where they came from or if they just popped up like popcorn out of nowhere. They multiply fast.
The street is crowded and I don’t see anyone wearing a face mask or practicing social distance. Is it that I travel back in time? I covered my mouth with my hands, but if there is one thing, I cannot contain my tears. I smiled and turned to look at the coffee shop again. And from the glass window I can see myself wearing a tiny ye
